Dusk drew her glass to her lips, the dark honey coloured liquor tingled her lip as she sipped. A warm rush filled her cheeks obviously from the strength of the alcohol. Clearly she had be paying too much focus on the barman as she barley noticed a dark haired woman approach her booth. Her attention flicked to her as she only caught an accented voice ".....for being late, turns out your information was good" D assumed this was her client and she was apologising for her tardiness.

She raised an eyebrow and left her new prospect hanging there for a moment or two as she looked her up and down. [i]Practical clothes, boots and clearly packing, perfect.[/i] Dusk came to the Conclusion that this was a woman didn't like to fool around although she was slightly annoyed that she has to surrender her own sidearm before entering the club.
"Of course it was honey...." She purred taking another sip "Nice place you chose here" 
Dusk motioned to the bench seat opposite her, inviting the woman to sit.